The Fall

Orange-clad trees obscure baseless spires of stained-stone churches

As

Rosy-cheeked runners breathe dragon-bursts of foggy mist.

The

Cobblestone streets grow cold and gather leafy folds of fresh decay.

 

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3 thoughts on “The Fall

  1. Wow, your mesmerizing words go so well with these warm, wintry shots…Amazing stuff.

  2. mthoffman says:

    Such stunning photos! — “Rosy-cheeked runners breathe dragon-bursts of foggy mist.” — This line is absolutely beautiful. Truly beautiful.

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